Elissabetha - RIVERLAUGH (Tribal Pagan Power Metal)

This song belongs to the summer chapter of Elissabetha – MIDSOMMA, a Tribal Pagan Power Metal album, part of the cycle The Turning of Seasons. MIDSOMMA is set at the height of the year — when the sun stands long and life is fully present. Elissabetha sings from within the circle. Lyrics: Verse 1 The sun is high, the road is dust We’ve had enough of heat and trust That shade will save us if we wait So we run laughing, barefoot, late The river calls without a word A sudden splash, a shouted blur Cold on skin, a stolen breath The kind of shock that feels like health Chorus Riverlaugh, summer skin Jumping in — and jumping in again Clothes still on, hair undone Nothing planned, just having fun Vattnet skrattar, drar oss ner Vi är blöta — och vi bryr oss mer Riverlaugh, don’t let go This is how the long days flow Verse 2 Wet sleeves, boots filled with sound We don’t care what hits the ground Someone slips, someone swears Then laughs so hard they lose the air Sun on water, sharp and bright Drops like glass in moving light Nothing owned and nothing saved Just one more dive we didn’t brave Chorus Riverlaugh, summer skin Jumping in — and jumping in again Clothes still on, hair undone Nothing planned, just having fun Vattnet skrattar, drar oss ner Vi är blöta — och vi bryr oss mer Riverlaugh, don’t let go This is how the long days flow Bridge Cold runs quick through arms and spine Then warmth returns like borrowed wine Av sol och skratt, av vattenstänk Finns mer liv än vi först tänkt We float a moment, back to back Let the current pull us slack No shore calls us by our name We’ll dry ourselves — but not the flame Chorus Riverlaugh, summer skin Jumping in — and jumping in again Clothes still on, hair undone Nothing planned, just having fun Vattnet skrattar, drar oss ner Vi är blöta — och vi bryr oss mer Riverlaugh, don’t let go This is how the long days flow Final Chorus Riverlaugh — one more dive Cold and bright, we feel alive Let it soak what must be dry We’ll run laughing — by and by Sommaren rinner genom oss Inget fel och inget trots Riverlaugh — stay awhile We’ll dry later. Not the smile. Outro Wet clothes. Warm stone. Sun again. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ These songs are not tales of conquest. They are moments of warmth, movement, work, rest, and joy — when fire no longer threatens and light is carried rather than claimed. MIDSOMMA marks the fullness of the cycle. The crown of the long day. What comes next is not loss, but change. Tribal Pagan Power Metal. The Turning of Seasons continues. Each album tells its own story. Each song is a fragment of a larger world.